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It was pouring with rain this evening before class. I thought for sure it would be a quiet night. Yet there was a full room and an electric excitement among those passionate artists who would rather draw than be concerned about the rain.
It may have been cold and wet outside, but in the studio it was dry and warm, and the music made it seem like a beautiful cocoon from all the world's troubles.
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The art of rain.
Snails to the lettuce leaf.
We want to see your photographic compositions of artists and easels juxtaposed.
Posted by: ingrid | November 08, 2007 at 08:30 AM